Here, have some Monday morning entertainment.

[pez]

I told RM to redeliver the Special Delivery letter on Saturday, and of course they tried to do it Friday instead (although they did do the other parcel on Saturday). So now the letter is at the other side of town which is apparently my local-est sorting office and there's no way I can get to it unless I go at 7am. God knows what that letter is. A summon for jury service or something?

I feel so bloated since a few days ago that I can say, right now, I don't want to eat anything for the rest of my life apart from fruits and yoghurts. And maybe cake.

On the train, I was trying to come up with a "TLR in pre-, during or post-apocalyptic situation fic". And the first thing that came to mind? "TLR/Trinity Blood crossover".

Emmy: This is... *squirms*
David: It's in the rules, Emmy.
Torgal: But Father David! To force to Miss Emmy to wear a white spandex nun outfit...
David: I know. There is nothing I can do, I'm sorry. *tries to pace around, trips on the long hem of his priest outfit, falls on his pretty face*

..................somehow I think that crossover is just not going to happen. But. Torgal. Gunslinger. Oh yes.

Comments

[sephirayne.livejournal.com]

Gah! I hate RM. Especially with the recent disaster I had with a friend's binder commission. I hope you manage to get it all sorted.

Lol! That crossover sounds mad. *sniggers*.

[yuki-scorpio.livejournal.com]

Sometimes RM is really nice, and then other times... *sigh*

It's a recipe for disastor. >D